Hoo boy what a read!
Good for you on discovering your thang and owning it. Lotta kink-shaming out there.
Your piece has given me huge pause to think. Would I qualify as a cuckquean? Or was my sexuality always indicative of something else…?
I’m a middle aged trans woman and for a long period of my second marriage my wife and I enjoyed sex with others, primarily single men. This was long before I came out as trans so as her ‘husband’ I was a happy participant. I hesitate to describe myself as a cuckold however because I was always active, either directly, usually with my wife, or in somewhat directing the action. We never needed a man in our bed to assuage any inadequacy.
But thanks to your piece I have to wonder how much of that play was my using my wife as a proxy for my own unrealised femininity. I’m (so far) entirely gay since coming out but I’m more open than I ever was as a ‘man’ to experiencing sex with a guy. Or maybe I’ll be happy watching my next girlfriend getting serviced by a young stud. Ah the possibilities.
Thanks for a thought-provoking read.